Aren’t they glowing? My grandparents. Papa and Gramma Scherf. The two things I will always remember about them is their deep love for me and the great fun we always had together. They took us to the dollar store and allowed us to buy ANYTHING we wanted. They took us to the hardware store, bought wood and rope, and hung us our very own swings from the poles of their clothes line. We swung on them for decades! Gram always had Klondikes in the freezer and cookies in a jar. Papa always had candy tucked away in his pocket or later, in his chair. They would slip us money when Dad wasn’t looking. Papa would wiggle his ears and cross his eyes. Ben and I are still trying to figure out how to do it… some of our cousins have figured it out and we’re pretty jealous. When we sat down for dinner Gram would make pork chops, mashed potatoes, and salad with pop. Papa would stick his tongue out at Gram when she turned around, Ben and I would laugh out loud, and Gram would yell “FRED!” She secretly liked it.
Somehow we didn’t notice Papa and Gramma growing old. And somehow it’s still a surprise that I can’t go over and have tea and cookies with Gram after a long day of work at Applebee’s. Papa passed away many years ago, but Gram went to be with Jesus in January. Praise God, I was able to be with her those last few days. To hold her hand. Kiss her on the lips. Tell her I love her. We looked through the family album that my cousin Laura made her probably a hundred times. She loved that album and although she had Alzheimer’s she was still telling me the names of the my great grandparents and great aunts – even on her last day.
May Gramma’s legacy is two things… her pies and her family. She could make the perfect crust! And God made the most beautiful family through her and Papa. Her life was devoted to her husband, children, grandchildren, sisters…she was happiest when surrounded by her family. Holidays were at her house. Sunday dinner was at her house. Birthdays. Mother’s day. New Years Eve for Ben and I. She alwasy wanted us to be with her and to be together. Because she loved us. I will always remember her love.
When I look at the picture above, I see my Dad in Papa. Two men that I adore. They are the hardest workers I have ever known. They truly know how to take care of their family. When I look at this picture of my Gram, I just smile! I have her teeth and it makes me laugh. I hope to have a little of her fun spirit too. One of my favorite things about my Gram is that we could sit for hours and talk about everything and nothing at all. She was the best chit-chatter. I miss that.
But those last days with her, I looked around and saw my family. My Aunts and Uncle and Dad, by her side — she was so happy to have them close to her. God used them to bring her joy in her very last hours. It was beautiful. Sad, but a perfect ending.
Gram, thank you for loving me endlessly. May you feel my love for you way up there in Heaven. I like thinking of you laughing up there with Jesus. You’re probably making him a cherry a pie about now…and enjoying your family.
I miss you, Gram. “I thank God everytime I remember you.” Philippians 1:3
I love you.